Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 320: Which Uncle Are You?

Chapter 320: Chapter 320: Which Uncle Are You?

Song Yunuan agreed neatly.

Song Mingbo, who was about to leave, froze in place.

Is it all good now?

That doesn’t seem right, does it?

Wasn’t it Uncle Dongdong who said not to mention calling upon spirits and drawing talismans?

Song Mingbo walked back, looking at Xia Xindong with a wary expression.

Xia Xindong’s demeanor was gentle, but his tone was very strict as he scolded Song Mingbo, "Stop messing with divination and talking about drawing talismans. It’s all unscientific. The right thing to do is to study hard. Did you hear me?"

Song Mingbo asked apprehensively, "You... which uncle are you?"

Song Yunuan smiled brightly, "Of course, it’s the same uncle as before. It must have merged, right? Uncle, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere? Should I call the doctor in?"

Song Mingbo was dumbfounded.

Has it merged already?

And what does merging mean?

Xia Xindong looked at the three children, feeling a bit of a headache, sensing that each of them had an extraordinary origin.

Especially Little Nuan, just like that she had shaken up that personality. Otherwise, he couldn’t have merged successfully.

But adapting would still take a long journey.

It can’t be all fine just like that, can it?

Yet, he couldn’t let the children see through him.

Besides, this was already the best possible outcome.

And this Little Asheng, who was this Little Ruyi he kept mentioning?

He pulled over Little Asheng, wanting to say something, but looking into the child’s innocent, worldly uninformed eyes, he finally said, "You should listen less to the nonsense your older brother spouts."

Song Mingbo would not have it.

"How am I spouting nonsense? My divination is very accurate. Otherwise, we all would still be fooled by you, Uncle."

Xia Xindong said, "Abo, go handle the discharge procedures for your uncle. I don’t like staying here."

Song Mingbo gave an "oh" and walked out with a pout, obediently going out.

Then everyone else came into the room.

Xia Bowen felt much better after taking some medicine.

Then, as he walked out, he saw everyone was in the ward and recalled the eerie Xia Xindong from earlier. A sense of foreboding sank in his heart, and he hurriedly quickened his pace to stand at the doorway. There he saw the man who had been tied up just moments before now sitting on the hospital bed.

Song Yunuan was bringing over clothes for him; it seemed like he was getting discharged?

And Song Yunuan had walked out.

Seeing Xia Bowen at the door, she pulled him into the hallway, asking curiously, "Grandfather, were you scared just now, or what?"

Xia Bowen rubbed his forehead, "How’s your uncle doing?"

"My uncle is back to normal now; my brother is handling his discharge paperwork."

Xia Bowen didn’t hide anything, and there truly was nothing to hide, so he told Song Yunuan about the earlier incident with Xia Xindong claiming to be another person and wanting to partner up to conquer the world.

Song Yunuan giggled.

She told Xia Bowen, "You were lucky not to agree with him. That Xia Xindong who was trying to take control of the body is pretty ordinary. If he serves any purpose, it’s just to keep my uncle company and chat. Talking about dominating the world, that was just an excuse he used to deceive you."

Xia Bowen, "Your uncle, is he really okay?"

"He’s fine. The extra personality has been merged by my uncle. There won’t be any more random people cropping up from now on. My uncle can live normally, oh, and he can even get married and have children."

Xia Bowen sighed, "Although I still don’t quite understand, I am happy for your uncle."

He felt a bit of retrospective fear.

But luckily, he remembered that this girl was just outside.

He suddenly snapped back to his senses.

Otherwise, who knows how embarrassing it might have been.

He then asked, "The other one, the 009 he said he developed, have you ever heard your uncle mention it?"

He then explained with a frown, "I don’t mean anything by it, Little Nuan. I’m not going to hide it from you, the words he told me earlier can easily sway someone’s heart, like a healthy and long-lived body, followed by unimaginable wealth. Those things could turn even a good person into a devil. You all should avoid mentioning it casually in the future. The human heart is unpredictable; don’t bring unnecessary danger upon yourselves."

Song Yunuan nodded, "Hmm, got it."

Xia Bowen, "As for Shangguan Heng, even if he talks about it, it won’t be of much use. They will soon assign a security guard for your Uncle Dongdong. Whether you call it taking advantage or protection, either way, it’s good for your uncle."

At this time, Song Mingbo had completed the discharge procedures and returned.

He supported his uncle, and then went to check on Xia Xindong’s face.

Xia Xindong glared at him, "What are you looking at? Did you finish the homework I left for you?"

Song Mingbo shrank his neck, extremely obedient.

His sister didn’t do her homework either, so why keep an eye on him?

The group then headed to the family home in the county town.

The room Uncle Xiao Dizi had been staying in was just right for Uncle Dongdong.

He had to wait for his wound to heal before he could go back.

Meanwhile, Xia Xindong prepared his own medicine and even made an extra large bottle for Old Man Song, saying it was quite effective for treating wounds.

And Xia Bowen gave Xia Xindong the items and money.

Given with neither witnesses nor receipts required.

Nothing more to say, nor was it appropriate to stay for dinner, but Song Yunuan and Song Mingbo went to see him and Secretary Bai off.

They also packed a basket full of washed muskmelons, tomatoes, and cucumbers for them.

After all, they were definitely traveling in a soft sleeper, which is quite spacious.

Pork sauce was packed in a lunch box, and more than ten marinated eggs were cooked,

making the journey tastier.

However, they were also reminded to only indulge in the tomatoes and the like just for a refreshing taste, lest it upset the stomach.

The cash handed over was over ten thousand, more than mentioned, part of which was manuscript fees.

Song Yunuan told Little Asheng to keep it for himself, as Grandma was a proud person who, no matter the hardship, never asked Xia Bowen for a penny in her life. Now that times were better, she was even less likely to spend his money, let alone mention him.

So, she advised not to bring these things back or to mention them to Grandma.

To avoid making Grandma uncomfortable upon seeing them.

Xia Xindong truly hadn’t thought that much about it.

Reminded by Little Nuan, he then realized.

He simply gave the money to Little Nuan.

She could do whatever she liked with it.

Song Yunuan didn’t refuse, considering it an investment, so she temporarily put it away.

As for the items, they were taken to the house assigned to Xia Xindong by the county government.

The security there was naturally the best in the county.

The house keys were brought over by Deputy County Mayor Zhao. Song Yunuan, elatedly accompanied by her eldest brother and younger brother, went to organize the house.

New curtains were hung, and the luggage was new, made ready by the bedding factory.

The house was about sixty square meters, which was quite large given that small apartments were the norm these days.

The best part was a large balcony. Song Yunuan hung curtains that had been hastily made and bought a rocking chair with a side table, where Xia Xindong could sunbathe, something he loved to do.

Of course, he still preferred living with his mother and elder brother.

Once the place was arranged, they brought over Zhu Feng. Zhu Feng wandered around and whispered to Xia Guilan, "All that’s missing is a wife. Ah, when will my brother get married so I can finally close my eyes in peace?"

Xia Guilan, "Mom, don’t worry. When the time comes, it will happen naturally. Don’t mention it in front of my brother."

Zhu Feng naturally understood.

Song Liang, of course, arrived as well.

Xia Xindong said he had received a bonus.

He handed the money that Xia Guilan had brought to Song Liang, knowing that his mother-in-law was proud and would never trouble her daughter.

Since they all lived in the same village, there was plenty of opportunity to show filial respect.

So, he gratefully accepted it.